Stars lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign
I hope he's bright, big, and strong
I hope he's bright, big, and strong
You already know what I'm on
Tell 'em no way to fund me
Pulling up, drop top Porsche
This that glory
I'ma come through and just black out
Just black out
Keep a few Jews on the staff now
I cash out
We finna go where the stars at
And beyond that
This that rip up the contract
Fuck all that
(I hope he's bright, and big, and strong)
I ain't gotta ask nobody
Plug talk, plug talk, shawty
And she wanna back it up for me
I'ma blow your back out, shawty (Ooh)
Got a hunnid racks in the morning
Woo-woo-woo-woo
(I hope he's bright, big, and strong)
I ain't gotta ask nobody
Plug talk, plug talk, shawty
And she wanna back it up for me
I'ma blow your back out, shawty (Ooh)
Got a hunnid racks in the morning
Woo-woo-woo-woo
I hope he's bright, big, and strong, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I hope he's bright, big, and strong, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
And we'll be way up in the stars
Keys To My Life lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. India Love)
Slow down, you on your way to an overdose
Plus these texts gettin' way too emoji-nal
Way too much time alone
Told the guys that you know I'm headed home, I got a trauma bond
Look at what I stumbled on
Another nigga chillin' on your couch with pajamas on
Thought I was the only one
How dare you have a nigga in your house eatin' Papa Johns?
Where you get that money from?
Lookin' at how far we come
I bought your first Vacheron
I guess we had an awesome run
Ever since I lost my mom, you was like my foster mom
Hold me like your only son
Hold me like the homies in the Chi' when they hold they guns
Hold me like a trophy in the sky when they know they won
Wasn't it always this way? Wasn't it always this way?
Puttin' it all on display, using up all your sick days
Put up with all my mistakes, listen to all my mixtapes
'Posed to be always this way, 'posed to be always this way
Couldn't it all be so simple?
I could've used the last part for the intro
How it sound when you got Yeezy over Timbo?
From Uptown, but now she rockin' Yeezys over Timbos
Like you don't see me beatin' on your window
Like Chief Keef in the kitchen with the BDs and the endo
But that was me when I was burnin' CDs for my friends though
Now I can't just take it on the chin like Jay Leno
Now, everybody want the info
These bitches want the pin code, these niggas swear we kinfolk
In a Benzy with a Gen-Z gettin' gentle
If I gotta pay for it, I'ma drive it like a rental
You already know my M.O
Is you ready for the Venmo? You already know my demo
You already know I'm impulsive
And another baby is my end goal
I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah
I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah
I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah
I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah
I wanna give you the keys to my life, to my life, to my life, yeah
Paid lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign
(Get on up now)
(Get on up now)
(Get on up now)
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid
Come with me, I got booze and that drip misting
Cut Wock' and the cost is fifteen
Life flew past too fast, old stomach is the new ass
He can't afford it, that's too bad
Told her what you gonna do with a durag?
Fuck the lame, do you write down the names?
You was stuck runnin' in place, you ain't runnin' with the strays no more
Roxanne, you don't have to put on
Yeah, I got that shit on
Give me somethin' to spit on
Roxanne, you don't have to stop at the red light
I got that pump, it's off on the headlights
Fuck the lame, do you write and your girlfriend think I'm dope?
Really? Thanks
Dark skin nigga only shootin' Billy Blanks
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid (Ooo, yeah)
I'm just here to get paid (Yeah)
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid (Ah-ah)
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid (Yeah, yeah)
I'm just here to get paid
You know why I'm here
Baby, you're the hottest in the city
You got my attention when you're with me
All this Spanish spinning got us dizzy
Dollars all she do it for
I throw this cash, you shake that ass
Get that upfront, just throw it back
It's just the job, and that's a shame
You made it plain, you keep on sayin'
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid (Ooo, yeah)
I'm just here to get paid (Yeah)
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid (Ah-ah)
I'm just here to get paid
I'm just here to get paid (Yeah, yeah)
I'm just here to get paid
Everybody grab somebody
Turn this motherfucker into a party
Fellas take a ladies hand
Ladies go and choose your man
There's no need to be afraid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Fri-Fri, let-let-let get, ai-ai-ai-aid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Friday night, let's all get paid
Let's all get paid
Let's all get paid
Let-let-let get, ai-ai-ai-aid
Let's all get paid (Roxanne)
Let's all get paid
Let's all get paid
Let-let-let get, ai-ai-ai-aid
Let's all get paid
Talking lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. North West)
["Talking"]
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
I love it here
We gonna take over the year for another year
It's your bestie, Miss, Miss Westie
Don't tryna test me
It's gonna get messy
It's gonna get messy
Just, just bless me
Bless me (Talking)
It's your bestie, Miss, Miss Westie (Talking)
Just tryna bless me (Talking)
Just bless me, bless me (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
You don't want no problems, you're just— (Talking)
(Talk)
["Once Again"]
Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in (Ooh)
What they held in (Held in)
What they held in (Held in)
What they held in (Held in)
Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in (Again, once—, yeah)
Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in
How much to stop the clock from speedin'? They might try to slow down
How much to stop my daughter from growin'? I just can't take it now
'Cause she just doing all the shit I did when I was her age
I don't know how I'm gonna tell her, but her dad's just afraid
Of her choices, know that I've been through it
I just hope I haven't been the wrong influence
Put her on game before the world put her through it
Ooh-ooh, oh-oh
That's why I gotta break the curses that were sent for me
This is hard work working, this ain't destiny
My motivation is just lookin' at my family tree
I'm tryna make sure I contribute for the legacy
Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in (Again-again, woah)
Once again, the clouds are gatherin' to release what they held in
Once again, the clouds are gathering to release what they held in (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)
Once again, the clouds are gathering to release what they held in (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)
Once again, the clouds are gathering to release what they held in (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)
Once again, the clouds are gathering to release what they held in (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)
Back To Me lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Freddie Gibbs & Quavo)
I fell in love with you, we fell in love with you
Guys like us just don't fall out of the fucking sky, you know?
Let's keep zonin'
Let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin'
Girl, I know that it ain't over
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
Heart was broken, I am frozen
Now you're glowin'
This is more than just a moment
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
This the shit that make rap niggas mad
Them "think they cool" niggas mad
Bad bitches more bad
You shouldn't have bought her more ass, shall I add?
Tell me, where we at? (Where we at?)
I put nerds on the map (On the map)
Now this Urkel in your bitch
Did I do that?
Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Sky, you know? Sky, you know? (Uh)
And beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Tell me how you know
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? (Uh)
Yeezy, how you doin', huh?
Yeezy, how you doin', huh?
Yeezy, how you doin', huh?
Beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, uh, uh
Just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Just don't fall out the sky, you know?
And beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Tell me how you know
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Tell me how you know
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Sky, you know?
They just don't fall out the sky, you know?
They so valuable
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Let's keep zonin'
Let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin'
Girl, I know that it ain't over
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
Heart was broken, I am frozen
Now you're glowin'
This is more than just a moment
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
This that shit that make rap niggas mad, yeah
Fuckin' two twins, I told her skinny was in
So she took out all the ass, kept it natural (Yeah)
But that thing still movin', I had to knock it down
Yeezy, where we at? (Where we at?)
Florence to Milan
Just turned a bird bitch to my ex like I was Elon
Count hundreds on the blue side, booty must've grew in size
Seen it from the front side, damn, it must be two-sized (Yeah)
Goddamn it, must be two sides
Forgis on the Double R, I'm floatin' like a cruise line
Bitches wanna fuck me, then trap me, then fuck me over
She cryin' tears in that Maybach and not the Toyota
Once it's over, then she dead to me, give that ho a memorial
Suck my dick for the interview, a headitorial
Put you on a track, have you workin' like I appointed you
Ho, how you gon' go blockin' your blessing when I anointed you?
Beautiful big titty, butt naked bitches, where you at? Uh
Started off trippin', tell her, "Pay tuition", no congrats, uh
Winin' and dinin', now to take my ratchet ho to Saks, uh
She was too used to Hamburger Helper, chilli mac
And that's facts, you can fact-check it
I'm from the crack era
Redbone bitches, they king me like I'm a black checker
Standin' at the plate, your ho catchin' balls like a bat catcher
I bring my pistol when I fuck her 'cause it's all 'bout survival, ho
I'll gut you clean, I bet you fuck with my rivals, though
Put that on everything, a whole a stack of bibles, ho
Real niggas like me just don't fall out the sky, you know
So keep vibin', ho
And you know that's facts, you can fact check it
I'm from the crack era
Where niggas run off and work it, don't bring it back era
Standin' at the plate, your ho catchin' balls like a back catcher
Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Hoodrat lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat (Auntie)
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Nigga
Ahh (Ma', what up?)
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, ahh (Ma', what up?)
Hoodrat, hoodrat (Auntie), hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat
Nigga
You look like a piece of hallelujah
Wrapped up in— Have mercy, Lord (Hoodrat, hoodrat)
I know that I've got a nice whip, but I hope that me and you could be on one accord (Hoodrat, hoodrat)
I shot, I scored (Ahh, Ma', what up?)
I take it off the board, headboard
Ahh, boom, nigga (Nigga, ahh, Ma', what up?)
She fell in love with the sword, I sliced, I diced, I hit it from the back
Whore, whore (Ahh, Ma', what up?)
But I respect your feelings when your toes tried to touch the ceiling
Havin' safe sex (Auntie)
Of course, unlock the door
Bought you all the things that you could dream of
Had I bought a Chanel, Gucci, Pucci creamer
But we all know the outcome, that fucked up the income, and then some
Have mercy, Lord
And, nigga, eyes on dim sum
Let the light dim some
Catch me on your TV, heart broke GD
You look like a piece of hallelujah
Wrapped up in— Have mercy, Lord (Hoodrat, hoodrat)
I know that I've got a nice whip, but I hope that me and you could be on one accord (Nigga)
One maker, real breath taker, real rump shaker
Do that, whip what her mama gave her
9-1-1, let me call my savior
Jesus on the main line, brand new T-shirt (Ahh, ma' what up?)
Don't make me stain mine
Drank so much, she throwin' up my gang sign
Throwin' up my gang sign (Auntie)
Throwin' up my gang sign (Nigga)
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Nigga
Ahh (Ma', what up?)
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat, hoodrat
Nigga
People are funny, they know Kanye's great too
But the way he conducts himself, they hate to believe it, but they can't help it, they know he's great (Right)
Why would— Listen
Shit Kanye say is basically affirmations what people say for success
And it sounds insane because that's what motherfuckers do
But he sounds insane and that's sounds of a leader
No doubt he's got some mental fuckin' issues, most leaders do
A delusional issue, "I'm a God"
Do It lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. YG & Nipsey Hussle)
Do it stay waxed?
Do it smell fresh?
Can I feel your juice through the latex?
If you go 'round and you stay wet
Can your homegirl watch? Can she go next?
Need the lights on, tell her watch this
When I make you cream, I'ma talk shit (I just wanna know)
And you fuck back, and you got grip
Stick your tongue out when you get your spot hit
I just wanna know
All this money on the floor
Ten racks, throw it up, watch how I do it
Make her drop to her toes
Bend it over, pick it up real slow, I
Do it baby, do it
Up that work, I snuck in the jacuzzi
In my bag, call me '06 Gucci
What's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?
Just touched down, feelin' like Luchi
Fuckin' on Teecha, fuckin' on Suzi
Don't discriminate with this uzi
She just wanna drink, do a little toosie
Beat it all day, beat it all night
I be on gorilla, goin' Kimbo Slice
I be with the killers, need to pay your fines
Try me once, you gon' pay with your life
All these dimes on me
What's your set? Bitch, throw it up
Heard you got a man, but he ain't like us
Your bitty bands ain't doin' enough
Know it's all on me
This might make you fall in love
Tellin' your friends you found the one
And I'm like "Who?", and I'm like "What?"
All this money on the floor
Ten racks, throw it up, watch how I do it
Make it drop to her toes
Bend it over, pick it up real slow, I
Do it baby, do it
Up that work, I snuck in the jacuzzi
In my bag, call me '06 Gucci
What's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?
You don't like it? That's your loss
Your opinion don't change the show cost
Let me know what these hoes cost
I ain't finna pay the whole cost
Throwin' so much money, you gon' need an audit
God in me, so anything you want, I got it
Southside, do or die, Chi-Town top five
Four, three, two, one, who am I?
Ye, that's Ye-Ye
Text a ho a hunnid K, Apple payday
If I show up where she work, I think she just might quit
I just bought my bitch a bitch, uh
Spendin' all this money like it's free to me
That shit fall off trees to me
We ain't even stress, we the new kings and sheiks
We done made a mess, they gon' have to clean for weeks
All this money on the floor (Yee)
Ten racks, throw it up, watch how I do it
Make her drop to her toes
Bend it over, pick it up real slow, I
Do it baby, do it
Up that work, I snuck in the jacuzzi
In my bag, call me '06 Gucci
What's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?
Do it, do it
She got the lil' fat, she finna lose it (She finna lose)
Fuck her from the back goin' stupid (Goin' stupid)
Pullin' out the tracks, she gotta glue it (She gotta glue it)
Eenie-meenie-miney-mo, she choosin' (She good)
Fuck her like I love her, I'm confusin' (I would)
She don't wanna go home, she refusin'
Hit it up the cherry bomb, that pussy purrin'
Top boy, I ain't the lil' one
Thugged out, bitch nigga better get a gun
I'm him on a B, I'm the biggest one
It's a opp in the party, I'm finna kill the fun
Yeah, you tellin' all the lies
Stay with the money, I'm with Yeezy and Dolla $ign
That pussy wet, you would've swore I ran a water line
The hoes love me 'cause I'm a water sign
All this money on the floor (4Hunnid)
Ten racks, throw it up, watch how I do it
Make her drop to her toes
Bend it over, pick it up real slow, I
Do it baby, do it
Up that work, I snuck in the jacuzzi
In my bag, call me '06 Gucci
What's happenin'? Tryna make a movie?
Paperwork lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Quavo)
Let me get my paper right
Then come out, let's play tonight
Let me get my paper right
Then come out, let's play tonight
Back on that for the paper (Soo)
Benjamin Frank, that's my neighbor (Ah)
Deep in the night, let's get dangerous (Thief)
We not the type to point fingers (Nah)
She took the pipe, now she famous (Slatt)
It's plenty paper in rotation (Woo)
Let's pick a private __cpLocation (Let's go)
It's a no relation vacation (Let's roll)
Went crazy, now let's go amazing
You could pick out your favorite purse (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, better get your paper work
Back on that for the paper (Cash)
Back on that for the paper (Woo)
Back on that for the paper (Woo)
Back on that for the paper (Woo)
Puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta
Puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta, puta
Baby chill, don't worry 'bout that
You don't need a real job
Forget about all the problems
You can go call your mama
Tell her you married to the mob
This one is a real vibe
Lay back enjoy the ride
Lay back enjoy the ride
Lay back enjoy the ride
Lay back enjoy the ride (Quavo)
Paying you, I'm late for work (Work)
My excuse, I pay for twerk (Twerk)
She prefer we play in Turks
It's a pay per view don't play with her (No)
Drunk off X, it was supposed to be percs
Let me get my paper right
Said she the voice, who she supposed to be, Durk?
Then come out, let's play tonight
How about I ask you this question first (Ooh, yeah, yah)
What you gon do for this baby birk'? (Okay, yeah)
She said it's giving, she's s'posed to serve (Okay, yeah)
I said, "What would you do if the roles reverse?"
She said, "You'll make mami late for work"
You'll make mami late for work
You'll make mami late for work
You'll make mami late for work
You'll make mami late for work
Burn lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign
Her body like the wild, wild west
What if you don't bow down? Yeah
Ridin' in the wind, God bless
She's an inferno
It's a hell of a time
Burnin' like a candlelight
Your love is dangerous
Your love is, my love is, our love is
Burnin' like a candlelight
Your love is dangerous (Are you not entertained?)
Your love is (Are you not entertained?), my love is, our love is
Who's not entertained by my pain?
Who ain't cash a check off my name?
When my campaign turned to canned pain
I burned eight billion to take off my chains
Burn, baby, burn, sometimes it hurts, I guess I never learned
To who it may concern, the CEO of the firm
Is now somewhere smoking sherm with Big Worm
Man, a couple wrong turns could fry you forever, it's a permanent burn
You charging for cookie, that's bang for your buck
If you kissin' on the mouth, you ain't charging enough
You heard I was flyin' 'em out, they was tryin' for clout, I was dyin' of gout
Man, the world gone mad, heard R. Kelly in the next Balenciaga ad
Burnin' like a candlelight (Burn)
Your love is dangerous
Your love is, my love is, our love is
Burnin' like a candlelight
Your love is dangerous
Your love is, my love is, our love is
Her body like the wild, wild west
What if you don't bow down? Yeah
Ridin' in the wind, God bless
She's an inferno
It's a hell of a time
Fuk Sumn lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Playboi Carti and Travis Scott)
Smokin' on a junt with my niggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off—, stop off at the liquor store, get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the Indo
Smokin' on a junt with my niggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off—, stop off at the liquor store, get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the Indo
I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
I'm try-I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
Shawty wanna fuck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Uh, ooh, right, uh, now (Hol' up)
Shawty wanna fuck on me, I told her, "Let's go, uh, now" (Hol' up)
She asked me to nut on her face, she tryna show out
Miami, Bal Harbour, before I tote, uh, ah
I'm on the G6 brackin' shit with my pole, ha
All black Brabus truck, lookin' like my soldier with that, mmh
All of my vices team, gotta keep them close, they might jump out, uh
You not gon' stand a chance, we're clearin' that ho before we cool out
I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
I'm try-I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
Baby don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up
Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up
Baby don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up
Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up
We comin' down swervin', mmm
This the real, not a version
Even Jesus ain't marry a virgin
Now I can finally, I guess it's workin'
We comin' down swervin'
This the real, not a version
I don't care who you fucked, you a virgin to me
You a pervin' to me, baby, perfect to me
Hold my coat, hold my drink
On my own, come with me
Shawty wanna fuck on somethin'?
Fuck on me, suck on me, publicly (Yeah)
La Flame, baby, you on fire (La Flame)
La Flame, baby, you on fire
La Flame, baby, you on fire, (La Flame)
La Flame, baby, you on fire (Fire)
Yeah, she feelin' herself (Ooh-ooh), yeah, she feelin' on me (Yeah)
Only stuff I can give you is that one plus two is three (Ah)
Block the number, and that shit started with three some
Me not the threesome, we 'bout to have a mean one
I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now (Woo!)
Brown skin, but you know I had her creamin'
Janet Jackson by the way I had her screamin'
(Stop off at the liquor store, get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the Indo)
She hit the group chat, said "That nigga had me feining" (Ah)
I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
I'm try-I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
Shawty wanna fuck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Woah
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Beat me up (Ooh)
Vultures lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Bump J & Lil Durk)
All eyes is on me
Won't tell no lies, won't hold my tongue
Don't cry for me
(This Chicago, nigga)
(I want some Juice)
I don't have no rapper friends, I hang wit' The Vultures
Big-ass toaster, hit you with it, flip it over
Big ol' nigga, he's a big ol' goofy, Rudy Gobert
Jump off in that lane, you gon' get put on a poster
LaFerrari F8, Lamborghini Roadster
I turn ten bricks into twelve, them birds had a growth spurt
We gon' do some shoppin' later, I'ma need some throat first
I just got some head in a Ghost, then I ghost her
Yeah, yeah, out of here, your boyfriend a gopher
I see him out with her, I pretend like I don't know her
I can't do no features with you, nigga, it's a "No, sir"
Hardest nigga on Earth, I'm not really from Earth
We don't dial 9-1-1, I let off that chrome first
I put in my own work, better do your homework
I can hear that money callin', I pick up the first ring (Go, go)
What you gon' charge that old man for that pussy?
Girl, don't hurt me
Iced out all my scammer hoes, boost all they insurance up
Iced out all my ghetto hoes who turned into influencers
Smurkio, fuck that bitch and leave, I don't care who she fuck
Best shit out her closet, it's hot as hell, she got on Yeezy UGGS
I got moes with me, Bump out the feds, mean I got foes with me
You got goofies with you, before I do that, I keep some hoes with me
Askin' for my gun when I'm in Cali', nigga, this your city
Why you DM'in' my bitch actin' like we fuck? These hoes below-semi
Street niggas want ramen, I don't like calamari
Took her out that cheap shit, took her to Bvlgari
Never tell her, "Sorry," this car a Ferrari
Offset with this Cuban link, you think she was Cardi, go (This Chicago, nigga, go)
Three gang leaders with me all times
I don't know who I fucked last night, I got Alzheimer's
I don't know who them hoes is, man, they all lyin'
Brody, tell me who them hoes is, man, they all fine
Huntin' hooligans, and we with the foolishness
How I'm anti-Semitic? I just fucked a Jewish bitch
I just fucked Scooter's bitch and we ran her like Olympics
Got pregnant in the threesome, so whose baby is it?
Whose baby is it?
My niggas puttin' belt to ass, pull up with the switches
This ain't Jimmy Butler, but the heat got extensions
This ain't Columbine, but we came in with the trenches
She askin' me to aim for her neck, 'cause her boyfriend bought that necklace
With the trenches, precious, with the trenches
Fuck it, I scratched another nigga woman up off my checklist
With the trenches, I've been livin' reckless
I wish Takeoff wasn't there that night in Houston, Texas (With the trenches)
Wish I could bring G.Ca$$o back, that was my best friend
Chordz, I need you to give me somethin' big, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs
Skinny pants flow, tell the ho, "No, I don't wanna fuck"
She can suck-suck-suck it 'til she suck it dry
California nigga with some European freaks
Bad-ass bitch from the Middle E-E-E-East wanna lick on me
Stick on me, even though I got security
Even though she got a man, she know he ain't as pure as me, seriously
Soon as I get back, tradin' in my Urus for the Puro' keys
Couple grey hairs up in my beard, that's showin' my maturity, yeah
Ayy, shoutout to my symphony
9th Ave, Spaced Out, we did that shit so differently and brilliantly
Dolla $ign, Iggy, and we birth YG
Fades in the backyard, no talkin', take flight instantly
Ayy, Nate 3D, boot up my nigga, James Koo
My nigga, that's D.R.U.G.$
She snortin' that P out the D
She want me to put some of this coke in her butt, ugh
She Russian, I beat up the pussy for Ukraine
Bought her a bag and I filled it with loose change
Just like my exes, she told me that, "You changed," yeah, yeah, yeah
Dolla'd done rather be fuckin' it up
Still screamin', "Free TC, Melly, and Thug"
Fuck the police, the DA, and the judge
Way out in Saudi, I found me a plug
Don't wanna go out, she'd rather do drugs
Can't be my main if we met in the club, ooh
Give me somethin', bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs
Look it here, ho, I don't wanna fuck
Here's a buck, but a buck, buck, buck
I'm shootin', game to light that
Give me somethin', bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs
Look it here, ho, I don't wanna fuck
Here's a buck, but a buck, buck, buck
I'm shootin', game to light that
Game to light that—
Game to light that—
Game to light that—
Game to light that—
Game to light that—
Carnival lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Rich The Kid & Playboi Carti)
Go, go, go, go, go
Head so good, she a honor roll
She'll ride the dick like a carnival
I done did the impossible
Go, go, go, go
Head so good, she a honor roll
She'll ride the dick like a carnival
I done did the impossible
Ha, ha, ha, schyeah
Way too rich to drive a Rove'
Made a milli' off the stove
She like to put it in her nose
Pretty bitch with white toes
I done put on all the bros
I done fucked her in the Rolls (Hahahahahaha)
I done pulled up in the Ghost
I done reached all my goals
Yeah, yeah, pulled up with Yeezy and Dolla $ign
I'm all about business, I'm mindin' mine
Pull up in the trenches like Columbine
Pull up with the rocket like Numbuh 9
I don't want your hoes
Young nigga, reach all the goals
Let her suck the dick, said she was a pro
If she scrape with teeth, I'ma tell her to go
Go, go, go, go
Head so good, she a honor roll
She'll ride the dick like a carnival
I done did the impossible
Go, go, go, go (Ha, ha)
Head so good, she a honor roll
She'll ride the dick like a carnival
I done did the impossible (Dolla $ign)
She ride it like she's flex
We turn up to the max
I whop her from the back
I gave that bitch a cramp
They love me out in France
In the hood, I'm good, I'm stamped
Everyday I dress all black
For a show, nine hundred racks
For the East Coast I'll double that
On my neck, a bubble bath
On my wrist, new Cadillac
Cut her off, don't want her back
Little bitch, I'm a superstar
These hoes wanna fuck my car
My dawg put a nigga in park
Gotta watch out for the narcs, ayy
(I am Iron Man)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
This that Game of Thrones, Yeezy, not the clones
Elon, where my rocketship? It's time to go home
They served us the porn (Ha) since the day we was born (Ha)
Anybody pissed off (Ha), gotta make 'em drink the urine (Ha)
Now I'm Ye-Kelly, bitch (Ha), now, I'm Bill Cosby, bitch (Ha)
Now, I'm Puff Daddy rich (Ha), that's "#MeToo me" rich (Ha)
Why she say she sucked my dick? (Ha) Then she say she ain't sucked my dick (Ha)
She gon' take it up the ass (Ha), like a ventriloquist (Ha)
I made six Taylor Swift (Ha)
Since I had the Rollie on the wrist (Ha)
I'm the new Jesus, bitch (Ha), I turn water to crist (Ha)
This what, what they did to Chris (Ha), they can't do shit with this (Ha)
Got my kids in a fake school (Ha), we ain't— (Ha, ha, ha)
Go, go, go, go
Head so good, she a honor roll
She'll ride the dick like a carnival (Schyeah)
I done did the impossible (Schyeah)
Go, go, go, go
Head so good, she a honor roll (Ha)
She'll ride the dick like a carnival (Ha)
I done did the impossible (Ha)
She ride the dick like a carnival
Bend her over, havin' flashbacks, she gon' eat me up like a carnivore
It's the way I pop my shit, the hoes not ready, I'm goin' barnacles
Movin', I feel like I'm Jason, can't get arrested, I make 'em stomp, oh
She want a private section, roll off them X's when I'm on Melrose
She tatted my name on her titties, yeah, you can bust it but it's a borrow
Hol' up, sittin' back, countin' up dubs, I was raised in the borough
She wanna taste it, checkin' the swag today, ho, come back tomorrow
If you know what I know, hide your ho
Just off the facts, we havin' them hunchos
Runnin' around in the lobby, I know that they tired of me, havin' like ten hoes
She need some credentials just to be presidential, hol' up, hol' up
I'm 'bout to buy her some dentures, make that ho eat me for dinner, woah, woah
Pain all in my eyes, I can't see, uh
I'm 'bout to jump out my body, I'm ready to leap, uh
I'm 'bout to nut on her body and tell the ho, "Leave", 'kay
Fifty mill' stuffed in the bag, tell the whole gang, "Eat", uh
It's Ye and Barti, tell me, who fuckin' with we?
I'm hot like Tha Carter, I'm feelin' that ho on my sleeve
Dollar signs all in my dreams, I don't never see Z's, woah (Woah-woah)
That swag cover my body like it's a disease, woah (Woah-woah)
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Go, go, go, go
Head so good, she a honor roll
She'll ride the dick like a carnival
I done did the impossible
Go, go, go, go
Head so good, she a honor roll
She'll ride the dick like a carnival
I done did the impossible
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Beg Forgiveness lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (feat. Chris Brown)
You've gone too far
You've gone too far and you should hang your head in shame
For these wounds, I cannot stay, you've gone too far
You've gone too far
Wide awake and I can hear my heartbeat
Hope it cradles me and rocks my heart to sleep
Protector in the light and a stranger in the dark
And you don't say anything more
Bound by suffocating secrets I must keep
You've gone too far
You've gone too far and you should hang your head in shame
For these wounds, I cannot stay, you've gone too far
You've gone too far
Sum of all the parts that you have taken
Are a fraction of the parts that make me whole
For he was stronger than I was
But it's strength you can't sustain
Do not come to give me counsel
You should beg forgiveness of me
You should beg forgiveness
You should beg forgiveness
You should beg forgiveness
You should beg forgiveness of me
Wide awake and I can hear my heartbeat
Hope it cradles me and rocks my heart to sleep
Protector in the light and a stranger in the dark
And he don't say anything more
Bound by suffocating secrets I must keep
You've gone too far
You've gone too far and you should hang your head in shame
For these wounds, I cannot stay, you've gone too far
You've gone too far
Sum of all the parts that you have taken
Are a fraction of the parts that make me whole
For he was stronger than I was
But it's strength you can't sustain
Do not come to give me counsel
You should beg forgiveness of me
You should beg forgiveness
You should beg forgiveness
You should beg forgiveness
You should beg forgiveness of me
Fuck it up one time
I know what you want, I'm readin' the signs
Don't let your moment pass you by
Don't let your moment pass you by
Had to go in my whole life
A hundred percent covered in ice
Put down your phone, cut off the lights
Lights, cut off the lights, covered in ice
And if I go tonight, know that I lived a lovely life
Just make sure my kids are right and it is alright
And if I go tonight, just know I lived a lovely life
Tell my kids to live they life how they wanna live they life
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness
Beg forgiveness
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness
Beg forgiveness
Say you wanna make amends before I go
Now you wanna put your heart on the line
God knows the way you are
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait, I will wait
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait, I will wait
I will wait, don't wait, I will wait, I will wait
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait
Now you wanna be so sad
Wanna be with me so bad after driving me so mad
Yeah, you know, I'm still suffocating on your every lie
Yeah, you know, I'm still wakin' up with murder on my mind
Yeah, you know, I'm still suffocating on your every lie
Yeah, you know, I'm still wakin' up with murder on my mind, and you know
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness (Oh-ah-ah)
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness (Oh-ah-ah)
Beg forgiveness, beg forgiveness (Oh-ah-ah)
Beg forgiveness (Oh-ah-ah)
Good (Don't Die) lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign
(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)
In the dark of night, these thoughts of mine keep me up all night
Got my heart on ice, don't die, don't die
(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)
On this hopeless night, came a thousand miles to see you smile tonight
Your smile tonight
Oh, smile for me tonight (Ooh)
Got my heart on ice, don't die, don't die
(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)
Just one more time, don't die, don't die, please
In the dark of night, these thoughts of mine keep me up all night
Got my heart on ice, don't die, don't die
(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)
On this hopeless night, came a thousand miles to see you smile tonight
Your smile tonight
Oh, smile for me tonight (Ooh)
Got my heart on ice, don't die, don't die
(Ooh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, ooh)
Just one more time, don't die, don't die, please (Ooh)
Don't die, don't die (Ooh-ooh)
Don't die, don't die (Ooh-ooh)
Problematic lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign
I feel like I beat a murder, murder
Fuckin' on a B you never heard of, heard of
(Visible and invisible)
That Pope like the leader of the Vati-can
He do it again
Everything I do they do, guess Yeezy set the trend
And we in this bitch again, time to get rich again (Throw your motherfuckin' hands)
They lookin' like prey, I guess that's why they praying
And when you flyin' private, it can't be no delayin'
When I speak my mind, it's gon' be some lawsuits and furniture movin'
I gotta haul through, like when you be movin'
I gotta fly to Japan just to be secluded
They did no damage, would I give 'em no chances?
Even if they get a chance, here's panic like they know Spanish
How I brand all of these clothes?
How every tantrum I throw make an anthem for hoes?
This my life, not a quote
I feel like I beat a murder, murder
Fuckin' on a B you never heard of, heard of
(Visible and invisible)
I'ma take all my baldies to Giorgio Baldi's
Throw my dick a party
Your dress code upscale
Used to shop at Aldi's
I ran up some numbers
Now I got what ya all need
Give your homegirl the boric acid
Save the summer
New abs, she dropping fast, it's time to come up
Blackout
Passin' out and then she wakin' up gorgeous
I'm not racist, it's a preference
And my bitch lookin' like a reference
Throw them, make them moves like a referee
Come get on your knees, shawty, I got needs
She a loud mouth
I need to sign a seal
A couple brand new deals
Gotta get this shit off my chest
I got some shit to spill
Passin' out NDA's
They can deal with it after
I just fucked the world raw, she need a morning after
And in the morning after
And I quote, "It's only one G.O.A.T," let you had your fun though
Run the block like Mutombo, you had it on loan
Every day in New Jersey
On my way to New York
I was late to every meeting in my Queens tunnel
But all the hoes in Hoboken know
If I seen you outside with the open-toes
You might get you a trip to the Poconos
You might have to tell your man a Pinocchio
That was a jokey-joke
That wasn't nowhere near as funny when you brokey-broke
Crying in high school over a high school bitch
And she still in the dark taking night school, bitch
Look at how we made it like we Mike WiLL bitch
Wish somebody woulda warned us
When I was fifteen, my soulmate wasn't born yet
African king in a different time
We got multiple wives too, just at different times
Picture this, if every room got a different bitch
Do that make me a po-nigga-mist?
Without the deals, I guarantee I'm still nigga rich
Shit is fucking ridiculous
King lyrics - Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign
After everything said, huh, man, man
After everything said, huh, man, man
"Crazy, bipolar, antisemite"
And I'm still the king
Still the king, still the—
They thought headlines was my kryptonite
Still the king, still the king
It's what y'all all been waitin' for, huh?
Guess a real nigga couldn't take no more, huh
Niggas mad 'cause they can't talk to Ye no more, huh
It was FucksGivin' now it ain't no more, huh
If you ain't mean it, what you say it for, huh?
She just wanna fuck at the Bottega store, huh
When she suck me off, I should be payin' more, huh
I take her to my bitch 'cause she actin' like a slut
Bring four sluts right now
Shut the Hell up 'fore you get exiled
And, I'm still, "Crazy, bipolar, antisemite"
And I'm still the king
They thought headlines was my kryptonite, bitch
I'm still the king, I'm still the king
Paparazzi love me, they show up to everything
I can pay you double, let me put you on the team
White castle to entire castles, we did everything
Sold out every stadium that we got every week
I don't give a— Uh-uh, ooh
Why do the king?
All that word of mouth couldn't take me out, huh?
After all of that, your kids in the house goin' crazy
'Cause I'm still the king
Still the king
Still the king
Deadlines, I gave a shit, like—
Still the king
Still the king
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